Give me something
07-04-2017, 11:24 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-04-2017, 11:24 AM by Ara.)
It didn't take long before someone to arrive. It was immediately obvious that she was pregnant, and the site brought a small smile to her lips. It looked like she was due any time, and her gaze glimmered with warmth as Roza approached. "Hello - and sorry to bother you," Ara started softly, though it felt very much like the other woman wasn't the least bit bothered by her arrival. It took her a moment to realize that she'd seen this woman before, back in Fiori. "You're.. Leo's daughter, right?" She asked hesitantly after a moment, wondering to herself why she had left Fiori to begin with, though it was none of her business and she would never dream of actually asking her.
Another figure appeared from the corner of her eye, and she lifted her head to find the approaching figure. Though his scent had not been apparent to her, when Ganta drew closer she remembered quickly that she had met him before. The meeting had been brief, but he was more memorable than she was -- she'd never seen a wolf with such long fur between his ears before, making him quite hard to forget. "Thank you," Ara dipped her head in response to his polite greeting. "I believe we've met, though it's been quite some time. My name's Ara." Her lips quirked up slightly in a polite smile as she addressed him.
Before she needed to express her reason for visiting, he asked if she was a healer. She nodded mutely, taking a moment to regain her voice. "I am a healer," she answered, more certainty in her voice now. If there was one thing in the world she was confident of, it was of her skills. "That's mostly why I'm here," she admitted with a slow nod. Her gaze found Roza again, considering. "White willow bark has some pretty useful medicinal properties, and it's been awhile since I've collected any. And.. truth be told, these lands of yours are among my favorite places to be." Probably at the top of the list, though she did have fond memories of the lands once claimed by the Kingdom of Seracia, where she'd spent her early life. "In return, I could offer you something that you might find useful." She shrugged her shoulders a bit to force her satchel to shift, using her nose to tug the handle and leaned down so it rested on the earth. Gingerly she nosed through the herbs she had gathered thus far, grabbing a few trillium flowers and gently setting them at her feet. It wasn't a common herb, but it grew liberally in the mangrove. "This is trillium. It's good to be eaten before childbirth. It can help ease the pain." Perhaps Ganta might be convinced it was worth the risk of letting her in? Not that there was truthfully much risk at all, but he didn't know her well enough to judge - and she would likely let them have the trillium if they wanted it, even if they didn't want to let her in.
Another figure appeared from the corner of her eye, and she lifted her head to find the approaching figure. Though his scent had not been apparent to her, when Ganta drew closer she remembered quickly that she had met him before. The meeting had been brief, but he was more memorable than she was -- she'd never seen a wolf with such long fur between his ears before, making him quite hard to forget. "Thank you," Ara dipped her head in response to his polite greeting. "I believe we've met, though it's been quite some time. My name's Ara." Her lips quirked up slightly in a polite smile as she addressed him.
Before she needed to express her reason for visiting, he asked if she was a healer. She nodded mutely, taking a moment to regain her voice. "I am a healer," she answered, more certainty in her voice now. If there was one thing in the world she was confident of, it was of her skills. "That's mostly why I'm here," she admitted with a slow nod. Her gaze found Roza again, considering. "White willow bark has some pretty useful medicinal properties, and it's been awhile since I've collected any. And.. truth be told, these lands of yours are among my favorite places to be." Probably at the top of the list, though she did have fond memories of the lands once claimed by the Kingdom of Seracia, where she'd spent her early life. "In return, I could offer you something that you might find useful." She shrugged her shoulders a bit to force her satchel to shift, using her nose to tug the handle and leaned down so it rested on the earth. Gingerly she nosed through the herbs she had gathered thus far, grabbing a few trillium flowers and gently setting them at her feet. It wasn't a common herb, but it grew liberally in the mangrove. "This is trillium. It's good to be eaten before childbirth. It can help ease the pain." Perhaps Ganta might be convinced it was worth the risk of letting her in? Not that there was truthfully much risk at all, but he didn't know her well enough to judge - and she would likely let them have the trillium if they wanted it, even if they didn't want to let her in.
